A truly spectacular, classic album - all outstanding, groundbreaking and terrific real hip hop tunes. Lateef's wreckoning is the cherry on top. Spot on.
Same here! I always loved this song but forgot the name and artist, then this summer we were on vacation camping in oregon and some big ass whiteboy was bumpin it and i ran over and started questioning him. We instantly became friends lol
Look bitch You know I'm comin' tight So you can switch them hips from left to right All night and won't nobody give a shit If you were sittin' I might ask you to stand so you can take a load Off your mind Cause the lyrics you kicked were so butt, your brain It must be synonymous With your behind in the time and you know your rhymin' Sucked black That's why I still can't figure out why the fuck He was all on my nut sac He was droolin' on the tool and who are you foolin' Tryin' to act so cool and When it comes to the duelin' Pull up a stool and we can begin the schoolin' Ooohin and Ahhhin Really don't matter as long as the rapper They know who's shit is phatter And who should be beggin' the pardon For the disaster as I blast you into Anti-matter make you scream out uncle As I punk you with the funk Watch you buckle like a punk will Another chump killed As I chuckle pumpin' steel through the steel So that I can steal the show The bunk had no appeal Meaning that I don't feel the whack EVEN when you be feeling that No matter how slow you go You still got no-THING to say When skills are softer than clay matter C'mon man, that ain't where the cash is You musta thought that pretty ass shit was gon' make Some dough on the strength of those promo pictures Ho Blow me down I gets down That even if we go just one more round And I'm from the 'O' Challenging you in your own goddam town And I know the homies gon' clown When they hear the profound thoughts and Experiences applied from my strife to the End of your life on this mic The years run off by the hour The aspirations FLEE with the YEARS As they get devoured with time Eventually you will age and collapse What good are your raps if your Synapses can't fire The rapid rhymin' and tactics That I can flash with Automatically blastin' back and Cappin' and laughin' at all of this whack Material that you brought Devoid of substance lacking Action between word and thought and Perhaps it's best for e'rybody If we just cut short Silence You itch you lust Your breath is taken When you awaken In the state of the shock Thoughts of ex-communication And the implications of that situation Racin' through your floggin' stopped up Noggin' as you're massagin' You're jarred What's that you saw You try rememberin' but it's foggier than Fisherman's wharf At six in the mornin' Through the gloom of dawn Your doom is doomin' like the Moon you know when you'll be due And you'll die and soon And when you die Your heart stops The brain is TECHNICALLY ALIVE For three or four minutes Digesting the curse for the next 24 hours Give or take a smidgen Blood remains viable for several hours and Settles down once the body's downside is Darker and you will mottle The grip of rigor mortise clenches it's fist And two to six hours Relinquishes Two to three days later by this time The stomach is bloated with gaseous Fumes consumin' will blow shit up fo' sho' Oh by the way The flesh decomposes fast Veins and skin turn Blue, purple, green and black Nose and softer tissue turns to a Jelly consistency thicker than Jell-O Cornea of the eyes are no longer clear Sickly jaundiced yellow When you see and it softens Eyes they melt in their sockets Watch the skin pull away From the gum-line leavin' no lips So what's left and A wicked grin Bacteria thrive nightcrawlers fill No morrow only hunger Maggots arrived and now's devourin' Decayed and sourin' But hey Really though Why even trip It ain't Only the physical in which Your consciousness exists And in the end Forensic details are about as important As the gear your sportin' So why even resist Ya trick You should desist and listen To the mix your missin' With the kicks that's hittin' In the midst of the mist Into which your slippin' The lights start to dim And the lesson of perfection You're witnessin' is the wreckoning Winded old and you'll POP You cease to exist Terror in your eyes And a smile on your lips When you hear the remix You cease to exist Terror in your eyes And a smile on your lips When your heart lights up You cease to exist Terror in your eyes And a smile on your lips When you hear the lyrics You cease to exist Terror in your eyes And a smile on your lips
oh man, I know the feeling, love it when you've found that song thats haunted you for years. Thats one of the worst things to go through since your never sure if you ever will find it even though its so easily accessable if you just knew the name. Its like its right in front of you but you can't see it lol.
So he's invoking the object of a rap battle, a rival emcee, and he's saying Look, Braddah, why bring this whack shit to the table...don't you know you're wasting your time putting up a front? You're going to die someday, but your consciousness will live on. And if you acknowledge Lateef as a guru or deity instead of an enemy emcee you'd realize, "the lesson of perfection you're witnessin is the reckonin". Am I right?
THIS IS THE #1 BEST HIP-HOP TRACK EVER CREATED! I MEAN, EVEN BETTER THAN RAKIM! THAT IS BLASPHEMY, BUT IT'S TRUE! I have been into hip-hop since 1982 and have even seen all the greats, even opened for Jam Master Jay, but this track, how eloquently he lays science, is just amazing. he sounds like a doctor/mortician when he speaks about how your body decomposes to explain how you will not win this rap battle! AMAZING!
And BTW.... this song is epic, I don't know, just the beat and his flow and lyrics over it, it's like something you would play in the early morning when everything is dark or gray, it's hella sick... props to Quannum
stumbled upon this piece of jewel .fuc ,.what for fresh lyrics and beat.s.. back in this days ; reminds me of blackalicious..... also,mucke an,scheiß auf die Nachbarn..
it's a shame this well thought out and produced music is so few and far between !!! you can keep that radio bullshit for yourself !! give me more shit like this!!
@broham776 you want my music collection then i suppose? lols, check my favorites got lots of dope underground tracks from tons of underground giants. adding more all the time.
This song's pretty good but it's not AMAZING or anything. It's just all right. On a side note, to the person who uploaded this, he says "and the lesson of perfection you're witnessing is the wreckoning," not "lesson of infection."
A truly spectacular, classic album - all outstanding, groundbreaking and terrific real hip hop tunes. Lateef's wreckoning is the cherry on top. Spot on.
Produced by the extraordinary DJ Shadow.
Really? I never knew that
I heard this song once in 97 and I've had it in the back of my mind ever since...finally found it!! Thanks- it's better than I remember.
Same here! I always loved this song but forgot the name and artist, then this summer we were on vacation camping in oregon and some big ass whiteboy was bumpin it and i ran over and started questioning him. We instantly became friends lol
found this when I was pretty young , well over a decade ago now hahah , used to play it almost every day 10 times ! hahah
crazy the lyrics make sense now. what happened to him? hope he still raps
Same. Bought turntables just so I can listen to this shit
this song creates a feeling I can't describe.
Same
one of Shadows best and Lateef is one of the best, as displayed on this beast.
Desus & Mero brought me here 2 years ago, Every now and then i come back to this masterpiece
Look bitch
You know I'm comin' tight
So you can switch them hips from left to right
All night and won't nobody give a shit
If you were sittin'
I might ask you to stand so you can take a load
Off your mind
Cause the lyrics you kicked were so butt, your brain
It must be synonymous
With your behind in the time and you know your rhymin'
Sucked black
That's why I still can't figure out why the fuck
He was all on my nut sac
He was droolin' on the tool and who are you foolin'
Tryin' to act so cool and
When it comes to the duelin'
Pull up a stool and we can begin the schoolin'
Ooohin and Ahhhin
Really don't matter as long as the rapper
They know who's shit is phatter
And who should be beggin' the pardon
For the disaster as I blast you into
Anti-matter make you scream out uncle
As I punk you with the funk
Watch you buckle like a punk will
Another chump killed
As I chuckle pumpin' steel through the steel
So that I can steal the show
The bunk had no appeal
Meaning that I don't feel the whack
EVEN when you be feeling that
No matter how slow you go
You still got no-THING to say
When skills are softer than clay matter
C'mon man, that ain't where the cash is
You musta thought that pretty ass shit was gon' make
Some dough on the strength of those promo pictures
Ho
Blow me down
I gets down
That even if we go just one more round
And I'm from the 'O'
Challenging you in your own goddam town
And I know the homies gon' clown
When they hear the profound thoughts and
Experiences applied from my strife to the
End of your life on this mic
The years run off by the hour
The aspirations FLEE with the YEARS
As they get devoured with time
Eventually you will age and collapse
What good are your raps if your
Synapses can't fire
The rapid rhymin' and tactics
That I can flash with
Automatically blastin' back and
Cappin' and laughin' at all of this whack
Material that you brought
Devoid of substance lacking
Action between word and thought and
Perhaps it's best for e'rybody
If we just cut short
Silence
You itch you lust
Your breath is taken
When you awaken
In the state of the shock
Thoughts of ex-communication
And the implications of that situation
Racin' through your floggin' stopped up
Noggin' as you're massagin'
You're jarred
What's that you saw
You try rememberin' but it's foggier than
Fisherman's wharf
At six in the mornin'
Through the gloom of dawn
Your doom is doomin' like the
Moon you know when you'll be due
And you'll die and soon
And when you die
Your heart stops
The brain is TECHNICALLY ALIVE
For three or four minutes
Digesting the curse for the next 24 hours
Give or take a smidgen
Blood remains viable for several hours and
Settles down once the body's downside is
Darker and you will mottle
The grip of rigor mortise clenches it's fist
And two to six hours
Relinquishes
Two to three days later by this time
The stomach is bloated with gaseous
Fumes consumin' will blow shit up fo' sho'
Oh by the way
The flesh decomposes fast
Veins and skin turn
Blue, purple, green and black
Nose and softer tissue turns to a
Jelly consistency thicker than Jell-O
Cornea of the eyes are no longer clear
Sickly jaundiced yellow
When you see and it softens
Eyes they melt in their sockets
Watch the skin pull away
From the gum-line leavin' no lips
So what's left and
A wicked grin
Bacteria thrive nightcrawlers fill
No morrow only hunger
Maggots arrived and now's devourin'
Decayed and sourin'
But hey
Really though
Why even trip
It ain't
Only the physical in which
Your consciousness exists
And in the end
Forensic details are about as important
As the gear your sportin'
So why even resist
Ya trick
You should desist and listen
To the mix your missin'
With the kicks that's hittin'
In the midst of the mist
Into which your slippin'
The lights start to dim
And the lesson of perfection
You're witnessin' is the wreckoning
Winded old and you'll POP
You cease to exist
Terror in your eyes
And a smile on your lips
When you hear the remix
You cease to exist
Terror in your eyes
And a smile on your lips
When your heart lights up
You cease to exist
Terror in your eyes
And a smile on your lips
When you hear the lyrics
You cease to exist
Terror in your eyes
And a smile on your lips
🚬
Damn this song is perfection.
A coroner couldn't explain humans deteriorating any better. He literally made a beat & murdered it, Casey Anthony
I'd like to listen this song in New York during Fall.
oh man, I know the feeling, love it when you've found that song thats haunted you for years. Thats one of the worst things to go through since your never sure if you ever will find it even though its so easily accessable if you just knew the name. Its like its right in front of you but you can't see it lol.
That album cover alone brought the Quannum Projects out of the deepest corners of my mind. It's been like 10-11 years now.
Best song they ever produced
I always liked this version better. The beat fits the lyrics to perfection.
14 years later and it's still a pure work of art
One of the best rhymes ever!!!!!!
LOOOOVEEE that ol'school type beat.
So he's invoking the object of a rap battle, a rival emcee, and he's saying Look, Braddah, why bring this whack shit to the table...don't you know you're wasting your time putting up a front? You're going to die someday, but your consciousness will live on. And if you acknowledge Lateef as a guru or deity instead of an enemy emcee you'd realize, "the lesson of perfection you're witnessin is the reckonin". Am I right?
Forensic details is about as important as the gear ya sportin.
Cracking 12 from Solesides. Shadows legendary production.
If this doesn't release you from your physical body...
What good are your raps when your synapses aren't firing?
Thanks so much for the upload.
This is incredible.
Smashing souvenirs from the nineties era
hip hop doesnt get more real than this. ya dig
He's making a solo album called Crowd Rockers, don't know when it's dropping, but it should be soon
lateef is awesome
Higher power, my favourite track ever.
THIS IS THE #1 BEST HIP-HOP TRACK EVER CREATED!
I MEAN, EVEN BETTER THAN RAKIM! THAT IS BLASPHEMY, BUT IT'S TRUE!
I have been into hip-hop since 1982 and have even seen all the greats, even opened for Jam Master Jay, but this track, how eloquently he lays science, is just amazing. he sounds like a doctor/mortician when he speaks about how your body decomposes to explain how you will not win this rap battle!
AMAZING!
True Underrating at its fullest.
addicted to this joint
Good song. Just goes to show how much a DJ can enhance a song.
Brilliant tune
And BTW.... this song is epic, I don't know, just the beat and his flow and lyrics over it, it's like something you would play in the early morning when everything is dark or gray, it's hella sick... props to Quannum
i heard lateef battled murs back in the day
THIS IS HIP-HOP.
Dj shadow is legend
Lateef the truth speaker! Reckon Eminem stole his flow and cages!serious tune!
that's hard to understand I had to look at the lyrics on the internet man but got damn that's so dope
like that beat...feels like commin home
its "the lesson of perfection youre witnessin is the wreckoning"
this whole fucking song is about a nigga dying and its very vivid detail....dope
true classic this jam
stumbled upon this piece of jewel .fuc ,.what for fresh lyrics and beat.s.. back in this days ; reminds me of blackalicious..... also,mucke an,scheiß auf die Nachbarn..
Blackalicious was part of solesides crew man. They have several tunes on this LP
fire
Dj shadow chopper beat style
it's a shame this well thought out and produced music is so few and far between !!! you can keep that radio bullshit for yourself !! give me more shit like this!!
Anyone have the instrumental version of this??
is anyone know where is the main sample from ?
9 people can't stop droolin on my tool'n
Does someone know the main sample??
-"lesson of Infection" given-
FUCK I AM STILL HITTING THIS SHIT IN 2019
tsk tsk, 2 people (Lateef the truth speaker and Lyrics Born)
Lifetime to understand? hehehe
my homie
Faultier than Fisherman's Wharf
"Foggier" than fisherman's wharf at 6 in the morning actually. ;-)
🔥
classic!
GR8 grrrrrrrr888888888888888 !
Had this double LP, and it was stolen :'( years ago.
+Brad Cramer Then get a new one
www.discogs.com/Quannum-Solesides-Greatest-Bumps/master/96390
I remember stealing this album from someone years ago......
420snoogins that comment went unappreciated
its like a combination of sage francis and kirby dominent.
@broham776 you want my music collection then i suppose? lols, check my favorites got lots of dope underground tracks from tons of underground giants. adding more all the time.
Oh haha, somebody already mentioned that. Nevermind then.
bomb
@movadoband lol but seriously anyone knows?
wild
yo yo yo i'm florian
Damn I don't get the lyrics man..
Latyrx is two people.
@krazzyyo2 your cool
@szu247 heaven
@brandonholtuin then don't buy it. that's the beauty of free will
@swswa221 seeing all these comments makes me want to not buy the book
Where is the hip hop
When I first heard this I thought he was black. When I saw he was white it let me down😭🤣😂😂💯💯💯
Why? is that because white rappers are the best?
Lateef is Black and Puerto Rican, dummy. both of his parents were Panthers. use your head for more than a hat rack.
Who the fuck is Lary Sounders?
This song's pretty good but it's not AMAZING or anything. It's just all right.
On a side note, to the person who uploaded this, he says "and the lesson of perfection you're witnessing is the wreckoning," not "lesson of infection."
man dude wtf?
dudes way over your head...
Eminem jacked this dudes flow
buy a guitar and take some music lessons
There's a reason nursery rhymes are just nursery rhymes and not Shakespeare.
Put down your thesaurus and do something real.